I still remember the first time I watched my old VHS copy of The Terminator, picked up from a flea market and nearly falling apart when I bought it. There were moments when I could’ve sworn I was watching something digitally enhanced—like that opening scene where a woman walks past police vehicles. Then it hit me: there was no digital magic in the 1980s. Everything in The Terminator came from people sweating over practical effects.…
The night is cool as I settle into my living room with the comfort of a decades-old VHS player. With a soft whir, the player readies my well-loved copy of Blade Runner, its label barely hanging on after countless viewings. As the film starts playing across my screen,…
As I recall the milestones of my science fiction antiquity, I can’t help but thumb through the fragile pulp magazines of yore and reminisce about the blur of serials which were featured in early televisions. Those days strike me as far too quaint, like us depending on comic…
As a kid, I never had the luxury of the modern day flashy technology or CGI magic when it came to experiencing the world of sci-fi. My ‘brutish’ experience consisted of VHS tapes that had lost their luster, their images barely visible because they were worn out. Watching…
To be honest, the mention of the word “reboot” can be quite disappointing. While it does not sound heavy in any way, “reboot” comes with many nostalgic memories, both heartfelt and infuriating, simply because it now represents the less admirable trend of taking our favorite pieces of art…
When I first inserted a VHS tape of Blade Runner into the VCR, I recalled feeling like I was at an unprecedented moment in time. Sure, I was only a child at the time, but this predates the limitless streams of content available on every screen or the…